Once I can get the images of Nuremberg rallies out of my head, I think this will be a branch of logic I’ll LOVE. By proclaiming publicly that one is a loyal British citizen, one is filled to the brim with so much citizenship one BECOMES a loyal British citizen.
By which reasoning, I can stand in a barn whinnying, declare “I AM A HORSE!!” and win the Grand National.
Better yet, next time I’m at Manchester Academy, I shall leap on stage, declare myself a rawwwwkkkk god and boogie on down.
And therein lies the flaw. Others will follow my lead. The stage will be awash with expert musicians and suddenly what do we have??
Or worse, Lynyrd Skynyrd
(aw nuts – I forgot the unwritten rule – one mention of Skynyrd and you have Freebird in your head all day.
“eeeff ahh leee-ave here tooo-mawww-haww-rooowww…..” )